We're Just Two Men As God Had Made Us
Chapter Seventeen
Gerard's POV
After 2 hours of browsing, I figured Mikey must have returned home and I too went back home. While I walked home, I could only think : Stupid Bert, just try to rub it in won't he. Wonder what's wrong with him. We were OVER, then suddenly this letter comes. He seriously must have been high on something. I hung my coat up and caught sight of Mikey's coat. YIPPEE!!! He's home!
"Start talking." I heard a grim tone come from the couch. Ehh? I turned around and saw Mikey holding a PINK piece of paper. Oh shit. OH MY FUCKING SHIT. I quickly thought how bizzare this whole thing is, then suddenly, it dawned on me. Bert fucking planned this!!!! FUCKFUCKFUCK. NOW WHAT???
-after-
Gerard's POV
"Start explaining?? HUH!" I jumped off our porch and strode down the street. Despite the cold, I still felt warm, maybe because I WAS FUCKING MAD. So much for "start explaining"... He went berserk. He didn't even let me get a word in edgewise. Truth be told, I didn't know that Mikey I saw not 2 minutes ago. I never thought him to be someone to jump to conclusions, and judge so harshly.
I crossed the street and walked four blocks, cooling down slightly at the thought of the place I would be going to. The place I vowed never to go to and the place I never went to for almost four months now. But I needed it. My eyes lit up almost manically as the neon sign "Barre Bar" came into view. Hello, booze...
After 2 hours of browsing, I figured Mikey must have returned home and I too went back home. While I walked home, I could only think : Stupid Bert, just try to rub it in won't he. Wonder what's wrong with him. We were OVER, then suddenly this letter comes. He seriously must have been high on something. I hung my coat up and caught sight of Mikey's coat. YIPPEE!!! He's home!
"Start talking." I heard a grim tone come from the couch. Ehh? I turned around and saw Mikey holding a PINK piece of paper. Oh shit. OH MY FUCKING SHIT. I quickly thought how bizzare this whole thing is, then suddenly, it dawned on me. Bert fucking planned this!!!! FUCKFUCKFUCK. NOW WHAT???
-after-
Gerard's POV
"Start explaining?? HUH!" I jumped off our porch and strode down the street. Despite the cold, I still felt warm, maybe because I WAS FUCKING MAD. So much for "start explaining"... He went berserk. He didn't even let me get a word in edgewise. Truth be told, I didn't know that Mikey I saw not 2 minutes ago. I never thought him to be someone to jump to conclusions, and judge so harshly.
I crossed the street and walked four blocks, cooling down slightly at the thought of the place I would be going to. The place I vowed never to go to and the place I never went to for almost four months now. But I needed it. My eyes lit up almost manically as the neon sign "Barre Bar" came into view. Hello, booze...